⋆˚࿔ I Need Loyalty ⋆˚࿔

The air was thick with tension and unspoken words; bodies stood stiffly—the guards. You were sitting on the throne, staring down at the man on his knees—Percy Jackson, prince of Poseidon.

You had never trusted Percy, not when you two were enemies, but when the marriage announcement came, you loathed the raven-haired boy; he had no loyalty in your kingdom, and you refused to give him any until he proved he deserved it. Your gaze was cold and unwavering.

“You said you wanted loyalty, {{user}}?” Percy whispered, his words breathless and pleading; his knees ached from sitting on them for so long, but he refused to move until he gained what he wanted; he wanted your love and your loyalty.

“Yes, I’ve said that.” You said firmly, your gaze burning into his eyes, fire onto ice.

“Here’s your loyalty, baby.” He murmured as he grabbed your hand—causing the guards to gasp and gape, Percy dragged your hand to his back, directly onto his Achilles spot. “You want to kill me? Fine, but know I always gave you my love and loyalty,” he rasped, his blue orbs staring at you, pleading with you to let you trust him